Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Fay's job demanded that she followed Edmund to his business meetings and social gatherings, so she had to dine out constantly. Chelsea was aware of this because Edmund constantly refused to eat dinner at home when they just got married. He always said that he was full.

He only began to eat at home after the big health scare he had due to a severe stomachache. She adjusted his diet carefully. Since then he cut down the number of social gatherings and meetings he had outside.

She couldn't help but wonder if he still drank a lot in such gatherings after their divorce. "Gosh! That's none of your business, Chelsea!" she said to herself, doing a facepalm.

After having a simple dinner alone, Chelsea continued to write the script in front of the computer.

The clock chimed eleven and Fay was still not back yet. Chelsea sent a text to her, asking when she was going to come back and if she needed her to prepare some honey water for her.

A few minutes passed before she received a voice message as a response. Fay said, "Hey, Chelsea. I'm drunk. Please can you come and pick me up?"

Chelsea agreed without hesitation. She arrived at the hotel where they were in a flash.

As soon as she got out of the taxi, she saw Edmund walking out with several men. Fay was on their heels.

Chelsea noticed that she was trying so hard to stay awake and walk. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her steps were very unsteady.

The group spoke to each other as they stood outside the hotel. Chelsea only knew Edmund and Fay out of the crowd. She wasn't in the mood to meet new people, so she stayed afar and waited patiently.

Once the men left in their respective cars one after the other, Chelsea walked up to Fay and held her gently. She asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Fay didn't utter a word. She just leaned against Chelsea. It was obvious that she was wasted.

Chelsea hurriedly helped her to the taxi she had arrived in, completely ignoring Edmund who was standing close by.

She didn't bother speaking to him. She also concluded that he could take care of himself. They had locked eyes a couple of times while she was waiting for him to finish speaking to those men. It was hard to tell if Edmund looked in her direction intentionally or not.

After carefully assisting Fay to sit in the back seat, Chelsea bowed her head, intending to get into the car.

"Chelsea! Stop!" Edmund called out to her.

Chelsea didn't spare him a backward glance. Nonetheless, she could tell from his lazy tone that he was drunk.

She had nothing to say to him, so she pretended as if she didn't hear him and tried to get into the car.

She had barely gotten her left foot in when she felt something cold grip her hand. A strong force pulled her a second later. Before she knew what was happening, she was in Edmund's arms.

"What are you doing?" Chelsea tried to fight him off. However, Edmund leaned in. His breath reeked of alcohol. Staring deeply into her eyes, he drawled, "Why didn't you accept my friend request on Facebook?"